Chapter 441 Mutual Exploitation
Marc and Susie's car stopped in front of a hotel.
Susie still remembered those rings and the stunning scene of Sebastian kneeling to propose to Brooklyn in her mind. She was so furious that she wanted to strangle both Brooklyn and Sebastian right then and there!
The flames of jealousy burned endlessly in her heart!
Brooklyn, how could get a man like Sebastian? What right did she have to be loved by a man like Sebastian?
Susie was not appeased!
After the car stopped, Marc noticed that Susie wasn't moving at all. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Susie snapped out of her daze as if waking from a dream, smiled gently, and took his arm. "Nothing, are we here?"
Marc nodded, "We arrived a moment ago. What were you thinking about?"
Susie smiled sweetly and said softly, "Nothing, just thinking about you and our baby. I got lost in thought."
After getting out of the car, Susie held onto Marc's arm. Marc couldn't walk too fast, so Susie had to follow his pace up the steps and into the elevator.
Usually, when she was with Marc, he treated her with remarkable generosity. He spent money without any restraint, which greatly satisfied her vanity as a woman. This even provided her with better living conditions than those she experienced with the Mitchell family. She genuinely felt content with her current situation.
But now...
Susie thought of the dazzling and impressive Sebastian under the lights, that young and handsome god-like Sebastian, and then looked at Marc in front of her. Susie felt that her life was as far from Brooklyn's as an insurmountable chasm.
Her heart burned even more with jealousy and anger!
In the elevator, Marc suddenly asked, "You seem to have interest in Sebastian."
It wasn't a question, but a statement.
Marc was a shrewd man who had been in the underworld for twenty years. He never misjudged people, especially Susie. He could see through all her thoughts with just one look.
She had been able to live peacefully by his side for two years because she was obedient and easy to control, but now?
Susie quickly denied, "How could that be!" She then hurriedly explained, "There was indeed a time when I was infatuated with Sebastian, but now I'm no longer that naive girl. How could I still like him now? I think you're the best."
She finished with a sweet smile, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Marc on the cheek. "I love you, honey."
But Marc was indifferent, his face showing no expression.
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, Susie took out the room card and swiped it. The double wooden doors opened, and the crystal chandelier lit up.
"Honey, are you tired? Do you want to take a bath first?" Susie took off Marc's coat, neatly hung it on the coat rack, then kicked off her high heels and prepared to run a bath for him.
Marc nodded, "Okay."
But when Susie turned around, she was stunned!
On the bed in the bedroom lay a completely naked, sexy woman! Vivian was lying on their bed, with clothes, stockings, and high heels scattered all over the floor.
The sexy and eye-catching Vivian was looking at her with seductive eyes!
And she howed no sign of fear!
Susie gritted her teeth in anger! "Who are you! What are you doing here!"
Vivian lazily yawned, "Hi, miss, this is our first meeting. Hello, I'm Vivian, Mr. Jordan's... Do I need to explain further?"
"What is going on?" Susie turned around, glaring at Marc!
Marc was loosening his tie and didn't know what was happening in the bedroom. He turned to look at the furious Susie, frowning impatiently, "What's wrong? Why are you shouting all of a sudden?"
Susie sneered, "I want to know what's wrong with you! What's going on? Why is this woman in our bed?"
Hearing this, Marc walked to the bedroom door with his cane, glanced at Vivian on the bed, and squinted his eyes tightly. "Vivian?"
Susie's eyes widened in anger!
Marc and Vivian really knew each other! So, Marc and Vivian did have a sexual relationship! Marc was indeed cheating!
But Marc showed no sign of shock or unease. Instead, he looked at Vivian and spoke in a flat tone, "What are you doing here?"
Vivian played with her hair, pouted her red lips, and blew him a kiss. Softly, she complained, "Mr. Jordan, you should have told me you were coming to Aucester. I had a hard time finding your address. Luckily, the customer service was kind enough to let me in. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how long I'd have to wait outside. I've missed you so much."
Marc smirked, "You have quite the skills, finding out where I live."
"I didn't expect it either, but the power of love is strong. However..." She glanced at Susie and pouted, "I didn't expect you to come with your wife. It seems you can't be with me tonight."
Susie's delicate face turned pale with anger, her features twisted and contorted, her fingers clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and her mouth trembled but no words came out!
Marc and his lover were brazenly appearing in the suite! And they were flirting right in front of her without any regard!
Marc loosened his tie and yanked it off. "Go back. Without my orders, don't come again."
Vivian, however, showed no sign of disappointment. Instead, she obediently nodded and smiled, "Okay, Mr. Jordan, I'll leave now. Call me whenever you're free."
Vivian pulled back the covers, exposing her naked body to both of them without any shame, even in front of Susie!
She had a tall, curvy, and alluring figure, the kind of top-tier body that could easily belong to a model.
That kind of sexy figure made Susie feel utterly inferior.
Vivian calmly and slowly put on her clothes, then smiled and nodded at Susie, "Ms. Mitchell, I'm not a man. You don't need to stare at me while I dress. I'm afraid if you look too much, you'll feel inferior. After all, you don't have a good shape like mine."
Susie gritted her teeth, "You shameless bitch!"
Vivian shrugged, "Shameless? Is there really much difference between us? Oh, right, there is a big difference. After all, you are his wife and the responsibility of giving him children, and you want to use everything he gives you. But I don't have to. I don't have to bear any wifely duties, and he still gives me everything."
"Get out right now! Immediately!" Susie, her chest heaving with anger, pointed at the door and shouted at Vivian.
Vivian remained unfazed, finished putting on her stockings and high heels, and stood up. She was much taller than Susie, almost looking down at her. "Of course, I'll leave, but I won't crawl."
With that, Vivian picked up her expensive new Hermès bag, and as she walked past Marc, she reached out and stroked his face. "Remember to miss me."
The suite door closed, leaving the room in silence.
Susie tightly closed her eyes, tears of anger spilling out, as if a slap had landed on her face, stinging her cheeks.
She turned around, coldly and self-mockingly smiling, "Is this how you treat me?"
Marc unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time. "Didn't you already know? I told you before we got married that you have no right to interfere with my affairs outside."
"But you can't humiliate me in front of me! We are couple, Marc. How can you treat me like this!" Susie couldn't contain her anger and shouted at Marc, tears filling her eyes, unsure if it was from grievance or heartbreak.
But was she heartbroken? She knew very well that her relationship with Marc was just mutual exploitation.
Yet her heart still ached as if pricked by needles.
Marc smirked, "Susie, marrying you is already my limit. Do you want to control my private life too? Isn't that too greedy?"
Susie sneered, "I should have known!"
"Have you finished venting? If so, go run my bath. Later, help me wash up properly. I'm very displeased with today's auction."
Susie clenched her fists and bit her lip, "Ok!"
Marc turned around and lifted Susie's chin with a critical eye. "To be my wife, you need to be sensible and obedient, understand?"
Susie remained silent.
Marc tapped the bracelet on her wrist, which had been auctioned for four million dollars today. "An obedient pet gets rewarded by its master. Disobedient ones get thrown out."
He released Susie's chin and walked to the bathroom with his cane.
Susie tilted her head back and let out a cold, harsh laugh. Marc, you despicable man, you won't have a good ending! Just wait, all of you just wait!
A black Rolls-Royce drove into the villa's courtyard and stopped.
Sebastian opened the car door, then opened the passenger door for Brooklyn, helping her out. "Mrs. Kingsley, we're home."
Brooklyn looked at the villa, "I'm so tired. I just want to sleep."
Sebastian held her hand as they walked inside. "Take a ten-minute bath before bed to relax. You are exhausted today, and I feel for you."
Brooklyn leaned against his arm, looking exhausted. "But I'm so tired, Mr. Kingsley. I don't want to move."
"I'll help you. You sit on the couch for a bit, and I'll carry you to the bath once it's ready, okay?" Sebastian coaxed her lovingly.
"Alright, I'll agree to that." she smiled.
Entering the living room, Sebastian immediately went upstairs to run a bath for her, of course, in the double bathtub in his room.
At that moment, Brooklyn's phone rang. Seeing the caller, Brooklyn's lips curved into a smile. "How did it go?"
On the other end, Bianca Gomez spoke politely, "It went smoothly. I think Susie must be furious. Her face turned pale."
Brooklyn nodded, "Good, thank you, Bianca."
"Not at all, you're my benefactor. This is nothing. Besides..." Bianca hesitated, then laughed.
"I know, don't worry. I'll help you." Brooklyn replied.
"Thank you."
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